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The door slammed in his face. He stared at the orange, leafy wreath hanging on the white panel. Shock coursed through him. What just happened?

He rapped on the door, anger rising through his throat. Could she seriously be this mad at him? “Jenesi, open up.”

“Go home.”

“I am home.”

“Go back to your dad’s.”

“Open the door.”

“What do you want?”

“I want to talk.”

“Jared isn’t here.”

“I’m not looking for your brother.”

“We have nothing to talk about.”

“The hell we don’t. You can’t be mad at me about last time. We both had too much to drink. We weren’t acting like ourselves.” He stuck his hands into his pockets, his heart pounding hard. “Besides, I miss you.”